"We started laughing ‘til it didn’t hurt."
1. What is your occupation right now? I live, I love, I learn. I also make pizzas at Big Guys and write a lot. A salary doesn't make an occupation in my world.
2. What color are your socks right now? Black, with little martinis all over them!
3. What are you listening to right now? Nothing, because if I use iTunes while I use Mozilla, my computer will kill itself.
4. Last person you spoke to on the phone. Kara!<3
5. How old are you today? I TURNED TWENTY-ONE TODAY.
6. What is your favorite sport to watch on TV? I don't like watching sports. If anything, I like playing them.
7. What is your favorite drink? Right now, Nantucket Nectars apple juice. Yum. No sugar added, no high fructose corn syrup, 100% juice.
8. Have you ever dyed your hair? Back in high school, when I was a total mallgoth attention whoring tool.
9. Favorite food? SOY. It's the magic bean of this world and everything made from it tastes delicious.
10. What is the last movie you watched? Sleepwalking, on DVD.
11. Favorite day of the year? Um, I don't think I can single out a specific date of the year that is better than usual.
12. How do you vent anger? Rant to someone in person or write a rant in this journal. Other than that, I just suppress my violent, destructive urges down to my guts until they're fully digested and purged. I honestly don't get too angry as of late.
13. What was your favorite toy as a child? Ninja Turtle action figures!
14. Living arrangements? I live on my own in a one-bedroom apartment with four rescued cats, located in a semi-'hood part of Schenectady (people DO die here, often).
15. What was the last thing that you cried about? Being broken up with by the girl I loved over the phone, for no clear reason, after going an entire month thinking we were back together.
16. Who is the friend you have had the longest? I guess I'd have to say my brother Yoda. I don't have any friends in my life who were around when I was a child. It seems everyone but me does. Hm.
17. What did you do last night? Hung out with Kara until 9, sat online until I gave up on it entirely, watched a movie, went to sleep.
18. What are you most afraid of? Heights, parasitic insects, girls.
19. In how many areas of your country have you lived? One. :(
20. What is your favorite flower? I dunno. All flowers pretty much rock, if you haven't noticed.
Today was pretty wonderful. Probably the best birthday I've had in years, for no reason in particular. I woke up at 11 and went out with my grandmother to my aunt's house, because she needed help getting something from her. Plus, since my aunt wouldn't be making it to the get-together later in the night with the rest of the family, she wanted to see me. When I got there, she gave me $100. It was ridiculously nice of her. I went back home and sat online. I finally updated after about five days of slacking. Tara showed up right after I finished and was acting all cute and nervous. Before she got there, she had searched two Hannafords and one Price Chopper for my favorite vegan ice cream, Purely Decadent Turtle Trails, but to no avail. I was happy that she even remembered my favorite ice cream and went out of her way to try and find it for me. She told me she brought me a gift and to close my eyes. When I opened them, she had a painting she did of two dolphins. She's a really good artist and I honestly have never had someone make me something like that before, so I jumped up pretty excitedly. She was afraid I'd hate it, but I really loved it and I hugged her a lot over it. A few nights earlier, she asked me in the car, "What's your favorite animal?" I told her dolphins and she got all excited and said, "YES! I was right!" I didn't expect a painting by her, though. She's wonderful. After that, we sat around and I ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We watched VH1's Rock of Love Bus and laughed over the black girl who looked like a man. Apparently, even Bret Michaels was suspicious of her actual gender.
My mother came by and picked me up at 5:30. We picked Yoda up and all went back to the house. My mom had made me a vegan birthday cake that said something along the lines of 'Happy Birthday, David' and 'We Luv You'. It was cute. She bought me Soy Delicious vanilla ice cream. My grandmother came. She gave me a card with $20 in it. I felt bad even accepting that, since she's in such dire straights, but she rejected me every time I've tried to talk her out of giving me anything this past week or so. Just today, her house sprung a leak out of the siding near the hose nozzle AND her car stopped being able to gear into park. So she's going to be struggling to get both those things fixed for the next three months. I have no idea how she clings onto her faith in that cheapskate God of hers still. We sat around and talked. I made fun of the constant family ignorance that surrounds veganism, because my grandmother refused to try the vegan cake, just because it was vegan. My mother bought a separate cake that was non-vegan and it actually kinda annoyed me, because the cakes taste the same and it was just to cater to the ignorance of some other certain family members. My dad and I joked around and I honestly love hanging out with him. They sang Happy Birthday to me, a tradition my mother refuses to abandon, and made me blow out my two candles, which were a 2 and a 1. I had to blow twice to get them both out, which just went to show how horrible my lung capacity is. I opened the card they got me and then opened the one wrapped gift they had on the table. My mom was all giddy. I opened it up and it was a FUCKING LAPTOP. A small one at that, which is even better because I wanted to have a laptop before I went on my hitchhiking adventures, so I could blog on the road. I was so excited, I didn't even know how to fully express it. So I kept my head down and hid my smiling. It was seriously one of the most unexpectedly nice things they'd ever done for me and words can't really account for how gracious I am that they went and got me something like that. My grandmother tried to leave, but her car was done with by the time she got into it. So the car had to be towed and my dad gave her a ride home.
We hung out in the house for a bit and I tried to help Yoda with his iPod, since he's one of those people who actually thinks having videos on his iPod is necessary. I personally don't fully understand wanting a 3x3 video available at any time in your pocket. When my father came home, we left and drove to Little Anthony's for vegan pizza, since my place was closed and didn't have vegan cheese anyways. When we got there, the guy at the register who took our order talked to me like a douchebag. I even double-checked with Yoda and asked him, "Was that guy just talking to me like a douchebag?" Yoda confirmed it. I got a twelve-cut vegan pizze with meatball. They gave up chick'n toppings, I guess. The family got their own food of dairy and meat. Bryce kept his face in his Gameboy and Amber kept her ears plugged with her headphones. It was an all-in-all decent family gathering. My dad joked around with us and we awaited our food. When our pizza came out, it looked disgusting. The cheese looked like latex flesh, there was no crust formed, and it wasn't sauced one bit. I tried eating it so as not to bother my mother, but it was pretty much tasteless. I ate two pieces with Yoda and we eventually gave up. I asked my mom if she wanted me to complain and get her money back, after reassuring her that I felt kinda bad and that I didn't want her to think it at all ruined my night. She thought it did, but I tried to tell them that in all honesty, I was just satisfied with all of us hanging out for the night. I went up and asked them what cheese they used and they apparently had switched to Teese vegan cheese. I told them I didn't want to be a jerk, but that the pizza was disgusting and that I wanted my money back. The one guy tried to fight it and told me I'd have to talk to the owner who would be in tomorrow, but I kept at it and the other guy reasoned with us and told the guy to give us our cash back. It was awesome and getting my money back is a personal hobbie of mine at this point. It should be a skill learned by ANY poor person, because money isn't abundant and therefore should only be given away when worth it. After that, we went to Bombers so I could get my free birthday burrito. The particular girl working the register always looks miserable, but then shows off this amazing smile. Plus, she has an alphabet soup tattoo that makes her irresistible. I got a barbecued tofu burrito with lettuce and black beans. She gave it to me and on the wrapper it said 'Happy Birthday' with a cute drawing of a scruffy dog wearing a party hat. It made me smile. After that, we drove home and they dropped me off. I had a great evening.
Mayor Hulett vs. Olive. What I was unable to capture was when Mayor Hulett turned completely sideways against the wall and kicked himself off of it, Matrix-esque, and landed where he is in the last photo. My cats are magic.
Tara painted this for me! So cute!<333
This was not on purpose.
Gross vegan pizza. Big Guys does it better, end of story.
It seriously looks like hardened puke.
MySpace ultra-scenesters who look like the types who participate in whore trains keep adding me. Maybe I'll become MySpace-famous without even trying to. That'd be... cool?
The other night, I had a dream that a black woman had a lint roller that was spinning electronically, except instead of sticky paper, it was sandpaper. She forced it into my mouth over and over again and I was spitting up blood. It was such a fucked-up dream. Last night, to counter that dream with a totally stupid dream, I dreamed that I was telling Burgundy about that dream over the phone. I'm stupid. As stupid as this sounds, the quick theme jingle to Forensic Files makes my gut ache, because it reminds me of our thousand or so nights together, staying up late and falling asleep to CourtTV (or TruTv, whichever). Ugh.
Still edge.
2. What color are your socks right now? Black, with little martinis all over them!
3. What are you listening to right now? Nothing, because if I use iTunes while I use Mozilla, my computer will kill itself.
4. Last person you spoke to on the phone. Kara!<3
5. How old are you today? I TURNED TWENTY-ONE TODAY.
6. What is your favorite sport to watch on TV? I don't like watching sports. If anything, I like playing them.
7. What is your favorite drink? Right now, Nantucket Nectars apple juice. Yum. No sugar added, no high fructose corn syrup, 100% juice.
8. Have you ever dyed your hair? Back in high school, when I was a total mallgoth attention whoring tool.
9. Favorite food? SOY. It's the magic bean of this world and everything made from it tastes delicious.
10. What is the last movie you watched? Sleepwalking, on DVD.
11. Favorite day of the year? Um, I don't think I can single out a specific date of the year that is better than usual.
12. How do you vent anger? Rant to someone in person or write a rant in this journal. Other than that, I just suppress my violent, destructive urges down to my guts until they're fully digested and purged. I honestly don't get too angry as of late.
13. What was your favorite toy as a child? Ninja Turtle action figures!
14. Living arrangements? I live on my own in a one-bedroom apartment with four rescued cats, located in a semi-'hood part of Schenectady (people DO die here, often).
15. What was the last thing that you cried about? Being broken up with by the girl I loved over the phone, for no clear reason, after going an entire month thinking we were back together.
16. Who is the friend you have had the longest? I guess I'd have to say my brother Yoda. I don't have any friends in my life who were around when I was a child. It seems everyone but me does. Hm.
17. What did you do last night? Hung out with Kara until 9, sat online until I gave up on it entirely, watched a movie, went to sleep.
18. What are you most afraid of? Heights, parasitic insects, girls.
19. In how many areas of your country have you lived? One. :(
20. What is your favorite flower? I dunno. All flowers pretty much rock, if you haven't noticed.
Today was pretty wonderful. Probably the best birthday I've had in years, for no reason in particular. I woke up at 11 and went out with my grandmother to my aunt's house, because she needed help getting something from her. Plus, since my aunt wouldn't be making it to the get-together later in the night with the rest of the family, she wanted to see me. When I got there, she gave me $100. It was ridiculously nice of her. I went back home and sat online. I finally updated after about five days of slacking. Tara showed up right after I finished and was acting all cute and nervous. Before she got there, she had searched two Hannafords and one Price Chopper for my favorite vegan ice cream, Purely Decadent Turtle Trails, but to no avail. I was happy that she even remembered my favorite ice cream and went out of her way to try and find it for me. She told me she brought me a gift and to close my eyes. When I opened them, she had a painting she did of two dolphins. She's a really good artist and I honestly have never had someone make me something like that before, so I jumped up pretty excitedly. She was afraid I'd hate it, but I really loved it and I hugged her a lot over it. A few nights earlier, she asked me in the car, "What's your favorite animal?" I told her dolphins and she got all excited and said, "YES! I was right!" I didn't expect a painting by her, though. She's wonderful. After that, we sat around and I ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We watched VH1's Rock of Love Bus and laughed over the black girl who looked like a man. Apparently, even Bret Michaels was suspicious of her actual gender.
My mother came by and picked me up at 5:30. We picked Yoda up and all went back to the house. My mom had made me a vegan birthday cake that said something along the lines of 'Happy Birthday, David' and 'We Luv You'. It was cute. She bought me Soy Delicious vanilla ice cream. My grandmother came. She gave me a card with $20 in it. I felt bad even accepting that, since she's in such dire straights, but she rejected me every time I've tried to talk her out of giving me anything this past week or so. Just today, her house sprung a leak out of the siding near the hose nozzle AND her car stopped being able to gear into park. So she's going to be struggling to get both those things fixed for the next three months. I have no idea how she clings onto her faith in that cheapskate God of hers still. We sat around and talked. I made fun of the constant family ignorance that surrounds veganism, because my grandmother refused to try the vegan cake, just because it was vegan. My mother bought a separate cake that was non-vegan and it actually kinda annoyed me, because the cakes taste the same and it was just to cater to the ignorance of some other certain family members. My dad and I joked around and I honestly love hanging out with him. They sang Happy Birthday to me, a tradition my mother refuses to abandon, and made me blow out my two candles, which were a 2 and a 1. I had to blow twice to get them both out, which just went to show how horrible my lung capacity is. I opened the card they got me and then opened the one wrapped gift they had on the table. My mom was all giddy. I opened it up and it was a FUCKING LAPTOP. A small one at that, which is even better because I wanted to have a laptop before I went on my hitchhiking adventures, so I could blog on the road. I was so excited, I didn't even know how to fully express it. So I kept my head down and hid my smiling. It was seriously one of the most unexpectedly nice things they'd ever done for me and words can't really account for how gracious I am that they went and got me something like that. My grandmother tried to leave, but her car was done with by the time she got into it. So the car had to be towed and my dad gave her a ride home.
We hung out in the house for a bit and I tried to help Yoda with his iPod, since he's one of those people who actually thinks having videos on his iPod is necessary. I personally don't fully understand wanting a 3x3 video available at any time in your pocket. When my father came home, we left and drove to Little Anthony's for vegan pizza, since my place was closed and didn't have vegan cheese anyways. When we got there, the guy at the register who took our order talked to me like a douchebag. I even double-checked with Yoda and asked him, "Was that guy just talking to me like a douchebag?" Yoda confirmed it. I got a twelve-cut vegan pizze with meatball. They gave up chick'n toppings, I guess. The family got their own food of dairy and meat. Bryce kept his face in his Gameboy and Amber kept her ears plugged with her headphones. It was an all-in-all decent family gathering. My dad joked around with us and we awaited our food. When our pizza came out, it looked disgusting. The cheese looked like latex flesh, there was no crust formed, and it wasn't sauced one bit. I tried eating it so as not to bother my mother, but it was pretty much tasteless. I ate two pieces with Yoda and we eventually gave up. I asked my mom if she wanted me to complain and get her money back, after reassuring her that I felt kinda bad and that I didn't want her to think it at all ruined my night. She thought it did, but I tried to tell them that in all honesty, I was just satisfied with all of us hanging out for the night. I went up and asked them what cheese they used and they apparently had switched to Teese vegan cheese. I told them I didn't want to be a jerk, but that the pizza was disgusting and that I wanted my money back. The one guy tried to fight it and told me I'd have to talk to the owner who would be in tomorrow, but I kept at it and the other guy reasoned with us and told the guy to give us our cash back. It was awesome and getting my money back is a personal hobbie of mine at this point. It should be a skill learned by ANY poor person, because money isn't abundant and therefore should only be given away when worth it. After that, we went to Bombers so I could get my free birthday burrito. The particular girl working the register always looks miserable, but then shows off this amazing smile. Plus, she has an alphabet soup tattoo that makes her irresistible. I got a barbecued tofu burrito with lettuce and black beans. She gave it to me and on the wrapper it said 'Happy Birthday' with a cute drawing of a scruffy dog wearing a party hat. It made me smile. After that, we drove home and they dropped me off. I had a great evening.
Mayor Hulett vs. Olive. What I was unable to capture was when Mayor Hulett turned completely sideways against the wall and kicked himself off of it, Matrix-esque, and landed where he is in the last photo. My cats are magic.
Tara painted this for me! So cute!<333
This was not on purpose.
Gross vegan pizza. Big Guys does it better, end of story.
It seriously looks like hardened puke.
MySpace ultra-scenesters who look like the types who participate in whore trains keep adding me. Maybe I'll become MySpace-famous without even trying to. That'd be... cool?
The other night, I had a dream that a black woman had a lint roller that was spinning electronically, except instead of sticky paper, it was sandpaper. She forced it into my mouth over and over again and I was spitting up blood. It was such a fucked-up dream. Last night, to counter that dream with a totally stupid dream, I dreamed that I was telling Burgundy about that dream over the phone. I'm stupid. As stupid as this sounds, the quick theme jingle to Forensic Files makes my gut ache, because it reminds me of our thousand or so nights together, staying up late and falling asleep to CourtTV (or TruTv, whichever). Ugh.
Still edge.